Media Center Computers

I have just spent about 40 minutes trying to log into a media center computer. Today we have a Subsitute for Mr. Sutherland. The sub's name is Mr. Robert, he seems nice but his way of teaching is very different from Sutherland's. Anyways we have walked to the media center to start blogging.

Everyone was easily able to log in. Except for me (and Joseph). I picked the last row to the left. One computer was already taken by someone who was already working. The others was taken by two of my classmates. Leaving seven computers, and of course Ama and Joseph were looking for computers, which left five. But Ama got up and to the other computers cause he needed to print something.

The first computer I try, is corrupted, has a black screen saying enter password, press to disable entering a password, press to enable entering a password. Pretty much you couldn't type anything but press and that didn't work, it just made it worse. So i moved on to the next computer. The next computer had a computer lock and was only valid to certain people. Other computers were just freezing after I tried to log in. After many attempts I finally logged into one of the computers, but the internet browser is not loading up nor is even showing up.

Aggravated from more conflict I change into another computer but once again it's not letting me log in. I decided to restart all the computers and try again to log in. Eventually Joseph finds a computer towards the end of the row. But I'm still stuck with trying to log in at least one computer.
Eventually I end up with the same computer, the internet browser finally loads up after about 15 minutes, but as things are going well. The internet browser freezes and I need to close it, which takes an awfully long time. After that I open it up again and these pop up say that this is unauthorized page ect. ect. after every click or every page i try going to. I just kept closing it.

Finally I got to blogger.com and I look at the time and for some reason the computer says its 6:06 AM but i pull my phone and look at the time realizing I only have about 10 more minutes to write this blog, but now I am finally finished.
By the way, I hate Media Center Computers.

TAM HA

tam is this one guy I don't really know, he is Vietnamese; I think? Also another thing about Tam, he has EXTREMELY squishy cheeks, which brings me to the theory of how Vietnamese people having squishy cheeks, so far is proven to be correct.
right now he is wearing white shirt black pants and he is bald!!!!
he should be working on his power point assignments but he is being a lazy ass.
GET TO WORK TAM!!
I always see Tam play basketball I'm sure he sucks tho. He wears pants under his pants and always talks about doing homework or something.

Tam just wanders around and likes to stare at people, like Twanng and Ama, while they play Cultris. Cultris is a tetris game on the school computers.
Now he is sitting in a green chair by himself staring at people again, he has his head on top of his hand and his hand is laying on top of another green chair.
Why must Tam just be isolated and stare at people non-stop?
Now Tam is staring at people next to him, he is sitting across from Joseph. Joseph's birthday happens to be today! I bought him a smiley face cookie and two cupcakes, i hope that made his day. I wonder what tam got him, hmmmm.. let me guess NOTHING!!! He went with us to buy goodies for us, but he was walking like a slow ass, walking like that one Pokemon slowpoke.

Damn now Tam is standing next to me reading this, he think this is hilarious, well I think his staring disease is a serious problem. Maybe I should talk to him about going to therapy, no no, that wouldn't work because he just bring up another topic about nothing, or just ignore me.
Well Tam, I'm done rambling about you, hope you enjoyed this blog about you (:
I forgot one last thing, Tam has an evil twin named Ham Ta! Also known as Hamtaro.

DOG

My blog today is about my dog. He is small, cute, but can be very mean. Sometimes I call him puppy, pumpkin, pee, poopie, poo, bipo, stupid, stinky, and pobi. That's right pobi, my little monster of a dog is named pobi. He is a miniature doberman pincher.

I've had Pobi ever since I was in the 5th grade, it's but he's still as active as ever. He was about maybe 5 or 2 when I got him. My Uncle who had given me the dog, who got from one of this friends. His friend could not keep the dog, so he gave him to my Uncle. My Uncle could then couldn't keep the dog because he had already had a small puppy plus they lived in an apartment where dogs were not allowed. Then at last it was then passed to us.

I remember when I first saw Pobi, I didn't really know how to pronounce his name but I thought he was so adorable. He was small and he will remain to be small, he was very loud but so obedient. When we took him home he already know how to sit,and listens so well, he can still be very rowdy and barks so loud, but only to be protective of us.

Today Pobi is a very smart doggy, still cute, and acts like a puppy. He knows how to sit, lay down, hand, other hand, two hands, roll over, jump, and he always knows what food belongs to him, and what is for humans. He understands everything so well, and I love my puppy so much! He is the best dog I could ever ask for (: